Following Gu Beilin and doing things honestly is indeed the wisest decision for it now, but it cannot be ruled out that Lin Baiyu will have some control over it.
Gu Beilin was still wary of it.
At night, the main hall was windy and even more desolate. The cloth strips hanging on the windows were blown into the air, making rustling sounds as they rubbed against each other, resembling terrifying ghosts.
Gu Beilin took the Royal God Hand and opened a few pieces of cloth, and the room became quiet for a moment.
When it becomes silent, it becomes even more terrifying.
The pale moonlight hit his shoulders, reflecting the strong figure of the young man. Gu Beilin held the royal god in his hand and moved forward cautiously, his eyes warily scanning the furnishings that were filled with gloomy energy.
The ancient and complex patterns reflect the taste of the vicissitudes of life reflected in the old wood. The dust settled in this ancient and gorgeous furnishings also indicates the age of the ancient palace.
There is a memorial tablet of an unknown old ghost enshrined in the hall. Several incense sticks are burning brightly in front of the tablet, and the smoke floating up mixes with the Yin Qi, blurring the writing on the tablet.
Yin energy surrounds people, causing discomfort, and ghosts fill this once magnificent hall.
When Gu Beilin approached the center of the hall, his pupils shrank suddenly and he squeezed Yu Shen tightly with both hands.
In the center of the ancient palace, there stood a man.
The wedding dress is added to the body, the flower cover covers the face, and the bead curtain is hung.
It was Qin Qin who was called the bride by the living dead during the day!
A close relative who had not been seen for a few days was bound by a group of ghosts who did not know whether to live or die. They stood here and were displayed like a lifeless commodity. It was difficult for anyone to contain the anger in their hearts.
Gu Beilin suppressed the anger in his heart and tremblingly lifted Qin Qin's hijab with bulging hands. What he saw was still the expressionless face and closed eyes.
He took a deep breath, and instead of picking off the enemy, he carefully studied the ghost skull pattern on the back of Qin Qin's neck.
Qin Qin cannot be from Linbaiyu. Since the old box bones also have this pattern, it means that it is a symbol of Linbaiyu, and it is even very likely that it is a way for Linbaiyu to control the ghosts in its territory. .
No matter what it was, Gu Beilin's intuition told him that if he wanted Qin Qin to return to normal, he had to remove this pattern.
Gu Beilin noticed that the skin of his subordinate Qin Qin was getting hotter and hotter. His eyes darkened. It was just like when the living dead broke into the door during the day.
"Ding..."
It's that chirp again!
The door of the ancient palace suddenly sounded.
Gu Beilin quickly hid behind the screen of the ancient palace.
Under the strange atmosphere of deep Yin Qi, the door of the ancient palace was pushed open with a 'clink', and then a group of living dead walked in with angry faces.
"Who is it! Who is trying to covet our soon-to-be bride!"
Cold and hoarse.
Gu Beilin said nothing.
The living dead narrowed his gray eyes and scanned the hall carefully, as if searching for the scent of anyone.
The wind blew out the last section of the incense, and the incense burned out.
At the same time, the wind also blew the red hijab under Qin Qin's feet to the high hall of the ancient palace, just a screen away from Gu Beilin.
Gu Beilin shrank back quietly, covering his breathing with the aura of the royal god.
The living dead man rolled his eyes, staring at the red hijab, and finally came over gloomily and put it on Qin Qin's head again.
Gu Beilin stuck his head out and saw Qin Qin's eyes open a second before he put the hijab on!
The living dead finally looked around vigilantly, but could not find any trace of anyone.
"Let's go."
The hoarse voice disappeared along with the creak of the ancient palace door, and Gu Beilin walked out of the screen in the darkness.
The incense ashes fell on the desk of the ancient palace.
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One stick of incense...one stick of incense...
What's wrong with this stick of incense...
Gu Beilin remembered that when he first entered the hall, the incense stick had just begun to burn.
The burning incense, the hijab blowing off, the sound of the hall, opening your eyes...
Gu Beilin's eyes suddenly opened wide, he understood!
